Field Observations

This is the place where you can find my observations on life in Nebraska and the universe. Encounters. Walkabouts. Sightings. The surprises that come when we let ourselves be strangers in a strange land. An every day migrant. Looking and listening as if our lives depended on it. Because they do.

Double haiku from my dead dog

Published Friday, April 21, 2017

I ran, ate, swam, barked,
loved and guarded you with joy. Once
I bit a strange ass—